Atlas of Heaven and Man

The Iron Demon, suffering from this powerful strike, couldn't help but sink downwards. It immediately contracted its mutated tissues to hinder the blade's downward momentum.

However, Chen Chuan didn't persist. He retracted his blade, and before the injury could recover, he swung again and again in a series of slashes.

Due to the disruption caused by the severed bones and muscles, the Iron Demon couldn't adjust its movements or exert force effectively. It could only manage to block, and under the relentless pressure of Chen Chuan's continuous attacks, several more deep cuts appeared on its body. It emitted a muffled groan and retreated repeatedly.

Seeing this, Chen Chuan had no intention of letting up. Just as he prepared to continue his relentless assault, the Iron Demon finally couldn't endure it any longer and once again erupted with a burst of energy, forcing Chen Chuan to withdraw.

He stood there, lightly flicking his blade to shake off the clinging tendrils and messy bits of flesh and blood onto the ground.

The wounds on the Iron Demon's body were rapidly healing, and the damaged areas were quickly repaired and filled in by rapidly growing tendrils. The fractured bones also knitted together. In just a few breaths, it looked as if it had never been injured.

Chen Chuan's expression remained calm. He had already noticed that while the Iron Demon's speed and strength had increased, the sense of pressure it exerted was less than before.

In his view, strength and speed needed to be fully coordinated to be effective. If one possessed only strength but lacked control and flexibility, or if speed made it impossible to control oneself, then technique was out of the question. The Iron Demon was currently suffering from these flaws.

In other words, the later enhancements were not only useless but actually detrimental.

He gazed at the tendrils on its body. As a combatant, the Iron Demon should have been aware of this, but these changes might not have been its own choice.

He slowly pointed the tip of his blade at the opponent, and the mist and light around him gradually rose.

All of this was irrelevant to him. He only knew that completing this mission would allow him to return to Central City and receive guidance to attain a higher level of power.

And before that, he had to eliminate whatever stood in his way.

He brandished his blade and charged forward. The blade flashed, colliding with the spear repeatedly. After only a few exchanges, he sensed that the opponent's power was becoming chaotic, and its speed was gradually slowing down.

Suddenly, he rolled his blade, deflecting the spear shaft, and followed up with two quick slashes. The Iron Demon managed to block, but its stance was clearly disrupted, and its center of gravity shifted as it moved.

He channeled his energy and thrust his long blade forward, piercing the side of its shoulder socket. The force of this strike penetrated straight through muscle and bone, threatening to burst the flesh and bone there in the next moment.

The Iron Demon's eyes changed. It mobilized the mutated tissues there, desperately contracting them, and transferred the limited essence blood stored in its heart outwards, attempting to quickly repair the damaged area.

Seeing its energy gathering there, Chen Chuan's eyes flashed. He suddenly withdrew his blade and slashed outwards with a swift motion.

This strike was lightning fast, precisely targeting the opponent's delayed reaction in mobilizing its mutated tissues. The blade flashed, and the arm holding the spear was sent flying into the air!

The Iron Demon stared at him with bloodshot eyes, as if it felt nothing. Its other whip-like hand lashed out, wrapping around his body and attempting to pull him closer.

Chen Chuan immediately widened his stance, lowered his center of gravity, and stood firm. At the same time, he took a deep breath, and his skin became even hotter and more scorching.

He reached out and grabbed the whip-like limb, pulling it taut. Then, he brought his blade close and slashed, severing the limb.

Without waiting to shake off the limbs缠绕ing around him, he stamped his foot on the ground and lunged forward, instantly closing the distance to the Iron Demon. Then, using the momentum of his charge, he stabbed his blade into its abdomen, piercing through the outer layer and penetrating the internal organs, stopping only when it reached the hard spine.

Although this strike didn't pierce the Iron Demon completely, it caused it to stagger backward. It reached out and grabbed the severed whip-like limb, pulling it close. He released his grip on the blade with his left hand and punched it in the chest and abdomen, then used his strength to pull it closer, using his elbow to strike its face!

The strike produced a thunderous roar. Countless cracks appeared on the iron mask, and the Iron Demon couldn't help but tilt its head back, spitting out shattered teeth and blood as it staggered backward.

But after retreating a few steps, the force that had penetrated its chest and abdomen erupted. The area wrapped in tough tendons also exploded, and although the tendrils there were instinctively contracting and healing, the speed of repair visibly slowed.

His eyes flashed slightly. Repairing injuries required consuming essence blood, and the current situation indicated that its essence blood and spirit were beginning to lag behind the damage sustained in battle.

He stepped forward, pulled out his long blade with a twist, and grabbed its arm as the Iron Demon groaned. Then, he turned and threw it violently to the ground, creating a cloud of dust and a deep crater.

The Iron Demon lay there, struggling, trying to rise again, but waiting for it was another violent slam, followed by a fourth, a fifth...

After who knows how many times, the Iron Demon could no longer stand up. At this time, its body was almost pale white, as if it had been soaked in water for a long time. However, the originally full muscles and bones under the skin were now shriveled, leaving only thin layers of skin clinging to them. Its eyes were also deeply sunken.

Its chest rose and fell rapidly. Above it, in its line of sight, was the figure standing there, looking down at it, but the rising dust obscured its vision, making it impossible to see its face clearly.

Chen Chuan planted the Snow Sovereign Blade on the ground, pulled out the short blade from his waist, knelt down halfway, aimed the blade at its neck, grabbed its hair with the other hand and lifted it up, looked ahead, and said, "Have a good journey."

After saying that, he exerted force in his arm, and with a '嚓' sound, he felt a lightness in his hand, and then he stood up holding the Iron Demon's head.

He put the short blade back in his waist, held the head in front of him, reached out and grabbed the broken mask on its face, took it off, and underneath was a face full of bruises and blood, but he could vaguely see that it was quite young, and looking at the outline, it seemed like he had seen it somewhere before.

Just as he was staring at it, suddenly the eyes on that face rolled over, and a section of white stuff shot out from one of the eyes, fiercely stabbing towards his eyes.

However, before it could reach him, it was firmly grabbed by a powerful hand with a '啪' sound, and it could no longer advance.

Chen Chuan looked at this thing with an unchanged expression. It was full of wrinkles, looked like a stretched brain, and was writhing there at the moment. The front end was even curled up under the pressure of his fingers.

He realized that this thing might be the opponent's true body, a kind of activated transformation.

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According to Instructor Tian Yu and Consultant Rao, even if the body is destroyed, as long as this thing is still there, it can continue to exist. Even after changing to a new body, if the new body is originally at the same level, then by relying on some unique means, it can quickly return to its original level.

But this thing itself doesn't have much power, at least compared to a fighter with complete power, it has basically no other way except for sneak attacks.

He exerted force in his hand and crushed it completely. The tentacles and main parts all exploded under the action of the force, turning into tiny pieces of flesh and blood, which scattered all over the ground with a crash.

According to the information, as long as this thing is crushed, it is basically cleaned up, and the rest can be ignored, but for the sake of safety, it is best to burn it all. But at the moment, his teammates are more important, so he can go and deal with them first and then come back to dispose of these.

He tied the Iron Demon's head to his waist, thought for a while, picked up the mask and put it back on, then walked to the side, retrieved the Snow Sovereign Blade, and picked up the two broken spears, and walked towards the river bank.

At this moment, the battle in front was still continuing, but the four people could hear that the movement over there had ended. Due to the obstruction of dust and vegetation, none of the four people knew who had won.

The two duty-bound warriors had always been very relieved about this, because they had always felt that the victory must belong to their captain. However, as the figure in the distance appeared and they saw the head on its waist, the two people's spirits seemed to have suffered a huge shock, and the formation they had been defending so steadily was disrupted in an instant.

It should be known that the Iron Demon was not only their superior, but also their spiritual pillar. They could hardly imagine that the captain, who was invincible in their eyes and almost unmatched, would be defeated and beheaded.

Under this stimulation, their original bio-fields also became manic. If they maintained their defense at this moment, they could still hold on, and it was hard to say how long it would take if Chen Chuan didn't join the battle, but now that they moved, Yuan Qiuyuan and Qin Qingque immediately found the flaws.

Yuan Qiuyuan嘿了一声, the long stick protruded like a poisonous dragon, penetrated from the spears, and the front end tapped on the opponent's forehead, the helmet exploded with a bang, and the head leaned back violently.

He shouted again, jumped up from the spot, raised the long stick high in the air with both hands, and slammed it down with a bang on his head. The warrior's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose all spurted out a stream of blood arrows, and the part of the head that was hit was completely瘪down, and then swayed twice, and fell straight back.

Qin Qingque gave a clear shout, and a little cold light directly pierced the dun項, pierced into the opponent's throat, and then透了出来from the back of the neck.

She held the gun in one hand for a moment, then抽, letting the duty-bound warrior kneel on the ground, then fell forward, and she抽the gun body, and then a抖red tassel, spinning between,洒开blood drops, and finally calmly收gun顿地.

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